[ Ciri lets out a huff through her nose, shaking her head. ]
That's what you get. [ It's said lightly, with no real anger. He hadn't meant to be gone so long. But teasing feels easier than dwelling. It isn't really him she's angry with, not exactly. It's just... everything.
She watches him shift, stretching a leg out stiffly. He looks a little better than he had last night, at which point he'd looked at least half, maybe about two-thirds dead. (And Ciri doesn't even want to think about the state Julie must have found him in, recalling the haggard look of her even in the Horizon, putting together that this is Geralt after he's been cared for and stitched up, twice.) The blood is still flecked at his temples, dried streaks of it making a disgusting mess of his hair. His back is a swath of bandages, and his front a mass of bruises. ]
Stay put and finish your food, [ Ciri says firmly, and unfolds herself from the edge of the bed to disappear outside the room somewhere, leaving the door cracked open. ]
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That's what you get. [ It's said lightly, with no real anger. He hadn't meant to be gone so long. But teasing feels easier than dwelling. It isn't really him she's angry with, not exactly. It's just... everything.
She watches him shift, stretching a leg out stiffly. He looks a little better than he had last night, at which point he'd looked at least half, maybe about two-thirds dead. (And Ciri doesn't even want to think about the state Julie must have found him in, recalling the haggard look of her even in the Horizon, putting together that this is Geralt after he's been cared for and stitched up, twice.) The blood is still flecked at his temples, dried streaks of it making a disgusting mess of his hair. His back is a swath of bandages, and his front a mass of bruises. ]
Stay put and finish your food, [ Ciri says firmly, and unfolds herself from the edge of the bed to disappear outside the room somewhere, leaving the door cracked open. ]